Stranger in the Woods

Sitting by the river, all alone, I sing the song of pain.
Back in the woods, a stranger with charming eyes
showed me the path of love, heaven in itself!
In a conscious vulnerability, I drowned
letting every drop of it to touch me.
Now sitting by the river, I sing the song of pain.

A touch so tender and strong, made my soul roar.
My mind danced to its tunes, happy and free
Aha! This is life, I felt.
Now, sitting by the river, I sing the song of pain.

Clouds move with cold silence,
river never cares, flows swiftly.
While I listen to the music of nature,
tears of pleasure and pain, drip down my cheeks.
I stare at the forest, lost in thoughts.
My heart shouts like a child's whisper
" Dear stranger, please come back"

Comments

Nitish Tiwary said…

Very nicely written poem.
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7 March 2019 at 21:40

Kavya Sharma said…

Hey thank you!
I'll read 👍

19 March 2019 at 13:45

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